Molly Malone
Ton : CEnglish
In CDublin's fairAm city, where gDmirls are soG7 pretty
CI first set mA7y eyes on sweD7et Molly MalG7one
As she Cwheeled her wAmheelbarrow, thDmrough streets brG7oad and narrow
CryingC "cockles aAmnd mussels, alFive aliGve ÔC"
Chorus
Calive aAmlive oh, Dmalive alG7ive Ô
CryingC "cockles aAmnd musselFs alivGe aliCve Ô"
She was a fishmonger, and sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they each wheeled their barrow, through streets broad and narrow
Crying "cockles and mussels, alive alive Ô"
Chorus
alive alive oh, alive alive Ô
Crying "cockles and mussels alive alive Ô"
She died of a fever, and no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
Now her ghost wheels her barrow, through streets broad and narrow
Crying "cockles and mussels, alive alive Ô"
Chorus
alive alive oh, alive alive Ô
Crying "cockles and mussels alive alive Ô"